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Relief
by Anita MacI sleep bare & barren
on sheets we never laid to rest.
This is a bed we never made together,
only ravaged & rearranged repeatedly.
As it should be,
I Knew.
I Knew,
but you know the Heart
(& all its clichés).
This ended before it began;
closure is over-rated
(& misunderstood).
04/18/2010 Posted on 04/18/2010
Copyright © 2024 Anita Mac
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 04/19/10 at 06:25 PM That second stanza is what gets me. I just love the hell out of its approach and imagery. |
| Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 04/20/10 at 06:33 AM this is pretty much amazing anita. from start to finish. |
| Posted by Katerina T Nix on 04/20/10 at 10:12 PM Great read, Anita. Loved the image of that bed being made and messed repeatedly. Well done :) Kat |
| Posted by Julie Adams on 04/25/10 at 03:30 PM I love this poem, what a slice of life indeed...how it exhales, how it accepts, how it tells as much as it doesn't...I love each line, each break, each image...well crafted and delivered...a pleasure, peace, jewels xo |
| Posted by Richard Vince on 04/25/10 at 07:29 PM i wish i could say so much in so little. it's something at which you excel. :) the second stanza is particularly powerful. |
| Posted by Steven Kenworthy on 04/27/10 at 12:43 AM i am too exhausted to say anything more than this is gritty...tough love, hard to swallow and a punch in the pretty face. i like it. |
| Posted by Ava Blu on 04/28/10 at 02:37 PM I'm with Gabe, I love the second stanza. |
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